Do you believe in God? Every time I answer the question honestly I lose friends. Still I tell the truth: I don’t believe in God. I don’t believe in the evolution either. I just believe we don’t have enough knowledge to know the world yet.
If you are still reading, I appreciate your tolerance.
Glenn Beck’s answer to America’s troubles is turning to God. Where does it leave us: the non believers? Beck’s solution reminds me of my godmother, who is a nun in an Eastern Orthodox Monastery on the Balkans.
When I visited her she answered every question I had with: you have to believe, you have to have faith, and you have to pray. That was the only answer to everything. She and Glenn Beck could be soul-mates.
She sensed it is hard for me to believe so she tried to teach me something simple: Just try to be good and keep praying ‘Lord forgive my sins’. That was kind of a ‘safety net’ advice she came-up with while trying to save my lost soul.
I think this is the answer: just be good. Do not lie, do not cheat, do not envy, do not steal, do not kill, respect your parents, do not idolize people, repent your sins and try to be good.
Does it really have to be in the name of God? Or just for goodness sake.
Mike Huckabee often says that if we agree on 7-8 things out of 10 – we still can be friends. Can God be one of the things we disagree on?
Half of the Americans don’t even agree on ‘do not kill’ and support abortions. How hard is it to make us agree on 7-8 things for our own good and the good of the nation?
As a kid in the communist Eastern Europe I was thought in school that the religion is opium for the masses. Much like President Obama said: those bitter people who cling to their religion.
I learned the story of the Creation from a Russian edition of the caricatures of Jean Effel. Those were hilarious, but not exactly the original source.
Although my parents were not religious they did everything possible to educate me and my sister and gave us a broad view on the world. The Orthodox Church had a crucial role in preserving the Bulgarian culture during the hundreds of years of Ottoman enslavement. We grew up with respect for religion as a cultural phenomenon.
I was 13 when I was baptized by accident.
Mom and dad took me and my sister on vacation to the mountains. There in the heart of the Balkans is the Troyan Monastery. At the time people were able to rent rooms in the monastery for vacations. We had great time hiking the hills, swimming in the river, eating shish kebab in the nearby restaurants and observing the paintings of the 17th century church.
Nuns and monks from all over Bulgaria gathered at the monastery for the day of Holy Mother of God. A young nun met my sister and when she figured it out that the kid is not baptized she asked my parents for permission to do it. Mom and dad thought it is a good idea and that summer my sister and I were baptized. The nun became our godmother.
She sent us the New Testament first. It was interesting. Jesus was a fascinating (to quote President Obama) ‘historical person’, I thought. Greek mythology however was much more fun to read.
If you are still here: I am trying to be honest.
Many people of faith gave it a try to help me believe in God. From my orthodox nun godmother to Jehovah Witnesses recruiter, to Baptist bible study with coffee and muffins group, to yoga class pamphlets, to Muslim friends. Many evolution teachers failed to convince me either.
So how do stubborn non-believing folks like me can help America? I would go with ‘decency, honesty, charity’. That might work…